Fu Yanye's eyes were a little cold, then he lowered his eyes and looked at her heart: "Of course!"
There is a rose on her heart, white.
Zhuo Jian felt a little bitter when she heard that sound, but also found it funny. What on earth was she sad about?
"Then I will confirm our relationship with Brother Su Bai as soon as possible, and then go to my grandparents to ask them to bless us. In this way, can we get divorced?"
Zhuo Jian expressed his thoughts in an orderly manner.
Fu Yanye felt mixed emotions in her heart and smiled helplessly: "You seem to really want a divorce? Am I so unbearable?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him and saw the smile in his eyes. She didn't understand what his question meant. She just thought about it and replied: "I'm not worthy of you!"
Fu Yanye looked at her in silence again, the smile in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and it was terrifyingly deep, "It is true that you are not worthy of me!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to look at him anymore and lowered her eyes.
When Fu Yanye's hand came to her eyes, she subconsciously stepped back.
Fu Yanye's hand fell in the air, and his dark eyes looked straight at her until a thunder flashed outside, and he turned to look outside.
Zhuo Jian also looked outside: "You..."
"Can't leave!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat quickened and she looked at him with dull eyes.
Again, can’t leave again?
Fu Yanye turned to look at her and smiled helplessly: "It rained too hard and the car's chassis was very low."
"..."
Zhuo Jian glanced at him unhappily, and then simply said: "Then you can only sleep on the sofa!"
"I don't like sleeping on the couch!"
"I'll call someone to pick you up!"
Zhuo Jian didn't want to argue with him, let alone be in the same room with him again.
"Who to call? The driver also has a family. If he goes out in such heavy rain so late at night, if something happens, who among us will be responsible?"
"But we are getting divorced!"
"Well, we haven't left yet!"
Here it is again!
He answered lightly and went out.
Zhuo Jian stood inside and rubbed his head vigorously.
What's wrong with him?
While I hate her, I also...
Zhuo Jian thought of the lips he had kissed, and reflexively pursed her lips, not daring to follow her for a long time.
In the middle of the night, he came out of the bathroom wearing a pair of pink slippers. Zhuo Jian was holding a pillow on the sofa and looking at his image. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare, so she had to bury half of her face in the pillow.
Fu Yanye stepped forward and took away her pillow: "Unhygienic!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian immediately took the pillow he had thrown away back into his arms and held it tightly.
Fu Yanye frowned and looked at her: "Don't you want to go to bed anymore?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him with big black eyes: "I can sleep on the sofa too!"
Fu Yanye put his hands on his hips and turned sideways to watch a movie on TV. In the movie, the hero just picked up the heroine from the sofa, and then naturally did something indescribable. His eyes moved, and he suddenly said: "Although I am very
I despise you, but if you want, I can hug you."
"..."
Zhuo Jian felt that he must have misunderstood something, but he suddenly bent over.
Zhuo Jian stepped back subconsciously: "No! I didn't think about it!"
"What are you not thinking about?"
When he came to her, he smelled of her shower gel.
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly held his breath and did not dare to speak nonsense.
Because his lips were so close to her eyes, it seemed like if she opened her mouth even slightly, they would touch each other.
Fu Yanye's eyes slowly descended from her beautiful long eyelashes. When he saw her lips, he couldn't help but kiss her again.
Zhuo Jian immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth: "No!"
Fu Yanye's lips fell on the back of her thin hand, and he suddenly smiled absentmindedly and asked her softly: "Do you think I want to kiss you?"